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Can someone help me find a Spencer Reid fanfiction?

Reader was really into Pride and Prejudice, Spencer had gotten her special letter paper on which she wrote him a love letter to work through her feelings, he saw the bottom half and thought she was in love with someone else, she ends up reading him the whole letter at home. I think there’s a scene with reader and JJ discussing the whole thing on the toilet?

Anyways, i really liked it, maybe someone can help me find it?

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Okay, how have I never read this? It’s wonderful

balm.

Aaron Hotchner x Gender Neutral Reader a joyful future fic that requires no context

a/n: let me know what you think!! this takes place in au!april 2014 and it brought a lot of joy into my heart. i hope it does the same for you!! let me know what you think :)

words: 1.3k warnings: language

summary: “It’s a humbling thing when you find someone to love. even better if you’ve been waiting your whole life.” - george clooney

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I‘m not sure if I’ve said it before but the significance of reader holding the boy who will later become their son while taking their oath never fails to amaze me

ambition.

Aaron Hotchner x Gender Neutral Reader

a/n: i cannot articulate how excited i am for this one. it’s a little jump back in time, right after cicatrize. hope you all enjoy it and i can’t wait to hear what you think! thanks to aimz (@ssaic-jareau) for amping me up today, i love you.

an ajf fic that requires no context

words: 1.4 warnings: none!

summary: “do not act as if you were going to live ten thousand years. death hangs over you. while you live, while it is in your power, be good.” - marcus aurelius. au!december 2007

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I also just realised that scene with JJ, Spencer and Derek is solely the author’s creation here because I rewatched the actual episode and was very confused when it wasn’t there bc I remembered it vividly

professionalism.

Aaron Hotchner x Gender Neutral Reader a joyful future fic

a/n: thank yall for your patience on this one!! i know it’s been a long time coming and the schedule’s been a little whack lately, but i’m still here! i am so excited to hear what you think <3

words: 6.5k warnings: language, canon-typical violence, death, and discussion of sexual assault, drug mention, alcohol mention, canon-typical suicide mention, sex mention, use of a firearm, food and drink consumption

summary: “after a good dinner one can forgive anybody, even one’s own relations.” - oscar wilde, a woman of no importance. december 2013

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This is one of my favourite ajf fics and at least 40% of the reason why is you describing Spencer as someone “who’s never got a recreation-related grass stain in his life.”

professionalism.

Aaron Hotchner x Gender Neutral Reader a joyful future fic

a/n: thank yall for your patience on this one!! i know it’s been a long time coming and the schedule’s been a little whack lately, but i’m still here! i am so excited to hear what you think <3

words: 6.5k warnings: language, canon-typical violence, death, and discussion of sexual assault, drug mention, alcohol mention, canon-typical suicide mention, sex mention, use of a firearm, food and drink consumption

summary: “after a good dinner one can forgive anybody, even one’s own relations.” - oscar wilde, a woman of no importance. december 2013

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Sometimes when I run out of fanfiction to read, I go through my likes and rediscover absolute gems that I completely forgot about and it makes my heart warm knowing that someone put their heart into it and that I get to relive the joy of reading it again.

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Okay, I know y’all are enjoying As It Was rn (it’s a great song) but I was just looking for Soph from theharriediaries and her blog has been deactivated which obv means all her writings can’t be accessed anymore - does anyone know what happened or if there’s a way to read her stuff somewhere else?

I really loved her writing style and her stories, it’s just super sad they’re gone

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- i hate that tie - What tie? - the one in that instagram you just posted - What’s wrong with it? It’s only grey. - exactly. try patterns sometime, and stop frowning at your phone like i know you’re doing rn - Patterns are considered a “statement.” Royals aren’t supposed to make statements with what  we wear. - do it for the ’gram

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—𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆-𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒔

summary: a collection of moments throughout your relationship with one Aaron Hotchner.

pairing: Aaron Hotchner x reader

word count: 28.8k 

warnings: lots of heavy stuff, lads. mentions of: r*pe and sexual assault, slightly graphic descriptions of violence, hotch gets stabbed, reader gets shot. age gap, SMUT (including dom/sub undertones, oral, floor sex).

notes: takes place from the start of season five to 7x02 i believe? lots of time skips so DONT KILL ME but pls………………….come shout about hotch in my askbox…………………….i have many thoughts

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derek morgan + types of love (insp.)

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No mourners. No funerals. Among them, it passed for ‘good luck.’

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Harry Styles

As It Was (2022)

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truly one of my ajf favourites

roots.

Aaron Hotchner x Fem!Reader a joyful future fic

a/n: another one from 2026! aaron retires from federal service this year, at 57. 

words: 2.4k warnings: kids!, missing haley hotchner hours, language

summary: “Every day the increasing weight of years admonishes me more and more, that the shade of retirement is as necessary to me as it will be welcome.” ― George Washington, Farewell Address. au!october 2026

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the tension before Mean It is so real it makes me feel the yearning in my chest (is this what my therapist meant by “try to notice how your emotions feel in your body” and “be curious about how your body feels”?)

banker.

Aaron Hotchner x Gender Neutral Reader a joyful future fic

a/n: from the ask meme linked here, “we can’t keep doing this” requested by anonymous and @anxious-enby. i made a less-fluffy one of these that will be posted later! there are (still) six more because i added the other version of this one to the list. thank you all again for your help! (p.s. this one takes place right before berry hill!)

words: 500 content advisories: none!

summary: “the game itself is bigger than the winning.” ― dejan stojanovic, the sun watches the sun. november 29th, 2010.

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ah yes, hot boss-man! Aaron turns into soft! Aaron real quick.

Only you could fit both “I wanna have sex with you on your desk” vibes and “I will support you and be your rock for the rest of my life” vibes into less than 500 words

a bad time.

Aaron Hotchner x Gender Neutral Reader a joyful future fic

a/n: from the ask meme linked here, “you’re hot when you’re mad” requested by @dadbodhotch11, @doctorstethoscope, anonymous x2, and “is this a bad time” + “you’re hot when you’re mad” requested by @wehaveourheading. thank you for the help with my writer’s block, team! we have six more mini-fics coming down the pike thanks to everyone who submitted something!

words: 480 content advisories: none!

summary: “nothing is really work unless you would rather be doing something else.“ - j.m. barrie. july 16, 2014

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Emily just full on going “look how long Aaron Hotchner’s job title is, just ignore the last name, please”

roadblock.

Aaron Hotchner x Fem!Reader a joyful future fic

a/n: aaaaaaand we’re back! i’m working on the next bits of the season 11 arc, so stay tuned!

words: 7.4k content advisories:  language, pregnancy, canon-typical violence, death, and discussion of sexual assault, brief alcohol mention, brief discussion of gun death, food consumption

summary: “home is anywhere that you know all your friends and all your enemies.” ― orson scott card, hart’s hope

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I don’t watch svu but this is really nice

happy new year, sab!!!!

i humbly ask for 83 with my boy peter stone?🥺

83. “Stay there. I’m coming to get you.”

a/n: happy new year red! spoilers for the season 19 finale!

Peter wasn't expecting a call -- on New Years' Eve no less.

The holiday had lost some meaning to him -- with the death of his sister -- well the day had never been the same. The day was only ridden with memories of trying to stay up with his sister to midnight, often with her falling asleep on his shoulder.

He sighed, rubbing a hand down his face. It was memories like that made him not want for celebration, but rather to treat this day like any other. It was safer for him. Easier than falling into old habits of numbing the pain with whatever was available. His fingers drummed on the desk, glancing at the time: 11:15 PM.

Only 45 minutes left, he thought, leaning back in his chair in his office, and he'd be greeting the new year in his office. Alone.

hAnd then his phone began to ring.

He blinked, as he reached for it -- eyes falling over the name.

He answers, "Are you okay?"

You scoff on the other end of the line, "What a greeting," but your words are a little slurred, "shouldn't you be saying happy new year?"

"It's not midnight yet," he almost chuckles, but he can hear the noise of other people around you -- where were you? At a party? At a bar?

"It's midnight somewhere," and he snorts.

"Touche," and you're silent on the line for a beat too long, "is that all you called for--"

"Can you come pick me up?" you ask, and he blinks, "if you're not busy."

"Are you okay?"

"I just-- I just want to see you, please?" and he's grabbing his coat, and his keys, as he slips out the door.

"Where are you?" and you give him the address of a bar a few blocks away, "Stay there, I'm coming to get you."

When he arrives, the new years celebration are in full swing, people crowded around the bar, and yet he spots you immediately, in the corner with some dude trying and failing to talk to you.

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"Come on, come home with me--" you scoffed at him.

"No, leave me alone before--"

"Before what?" his lips twist into a hideous attempt at a smile, before a hand on his shoulder shoves him back.

"Peter--"

"Back off," his voice is tight, angry -- contrasting from the soft voice he uses when he looks to you, "are you alright?"

"I just want to go home -- I'm tired,"

"Hey man, I was here first--" and Peter swivels his head to almost ask -- you're still here?

"Buddy," he claps his hand on his shoulder, "It's been a long night, and you don't want to test me -- but even if you do, I bet you don't want to spend your new years in jail," and he flashes his badge, "especially with a black eye."

The man grows white with each word, before slinking away, "Thank you," you sigh, rubbing your head, "I--" but he's tugging you out of the bar without another word, into the cab he kept waiting outside.

The car ride was quiet, as you fidgeted in your seat like a guilty suspect, and he only sighs, "Why did you--"

"I didn't mean to get drunk, I just---" you purse your lips, "this year has been so hard, and I just--"

"I wasn't going to ask why you got drunk," he says gently, before chuckling, "seems pretty hypocritical of me," he adds, "I was gonna ask why did you call me?"

You chew on your lip, "I just-"

"Wanted to see me?" he finishes, as your cheeks burn, your eyes darting away from his gaze, "I was going to say that--" and he bites is lip, hesitating a moment, "I wanted to see you too,"

And you blink, "You did?" and he nods, "why?"

He quirks an eyebrow, shifting in his seat, "I hope for the same reason you did," and his hand only grazes yours, giving you leave to pull away, "and it's okay if it's--"

And your fingers interlace with his, your lips curling, "It is," and you add, "the same reason."

You both hear the driver turn the radio up, hearing the announcement that the ball had dropped -- and you glance to your phone -- it was a new year.

"Happy new years," he says softly, and he squeezes your hand.

You grin at him, leaning closer, "I think I want a little more than that," and he blinks, before slowly smiling, "if you want."

And his lips press against yours ever so gently, his hand cupping your cheek, and you can taste the coffee on his lips while you're sure he tastes the alcohol on yours. You part, your breaths mingling, and you can't stop smiling, breathless, as your fingers run down his cheeks.

"Happy new year."

And what a new year it would be.